"The master of the free altar and the Presbyterian Council will discuss how to punish the fault of the saint. However, the saint is the saint without going to the altar. Who dares not respect the saint?" Said the white haired elder.

Chi Xiaoshuang glared at him and murmured, "the cat cries for the mouse's fake mercy!"

the Dragon said with a smile: "in fact, you don't need to beat around the Bush to say so much, elder. This time, I came back from a long way, with only one purpose. Please spare an Xiaohe's life. Even if she has sinned, she will not die. I believe elder Gu knows...